The girl under the Ladybug mask (or the strip of black fabric substituting) looks pale and fragile and tiny in these green lounge pants Mylène thinks might be Rena Rouge's—they're safety-pinned at the waist and calves, anyway, to stay on without being a trip hazard, and Rena Rouge is both taller and wider than she is—and Ladybug hardly needs the cloth mask to keep her face hidden, not with the black hoodie she's wearing, that Mylène bets is Chat Noir's as much because she keeps sniffing the inside of the hood as anything else.
The dirty jeans the tired boy under the Chat Noir mask is wearing fit him too well to be borrowed, and he might have been wearing that too-large bright red tee already—it says Lady Luck in scrolling black, interrupting the pattern of spades and clubs like Ladybug's spots; Nino has one just like it, reportedly so does Adrien, and if Chat Noir doesn't have the budget for an unofficial Ladybug merchandise collection that outpaces Adrien's, Mylène will still be surprised to find he owns less than Nino does—but if the lounge pants are Rena Rouge's, then the shirt probably belongs to Carapace.
Mylène has borrowed more than one of Ivan's sweaters just to hang out in on days she's worried she might be today's akuma, like today; whatever makes some people heroes, she hopes it chose people who love each other—or at least who became friends after becoming heroes: as awful as tonight's gone, Mylène hopes Ladybug and Chat Noir at least have the small comfort of borrowing clothes that say I care about you just by belonging to people who do.
[Miraculous Ladybug] knight's token, lady's colors
The dirty jeans the tired boy under the Chat Noir mask is wearing fit him too well to be borrowed, and he might have been wearing that too-large bright red tee already—it says Lady Luck in scrolling black, interrupting the pattern of spades and clubs like Ladybug's spots; Nino has one just like it, reportedly so does Adrien, and if Chat Noir doesn't have the budget for an unofficial Ladybug merchandise collection that outpaces Adrien's, Mylène will still be surprised to find he owns less than Nino does—but if the lounge pants are Rena Rouge's, then the shirt probably belongs to Carapace.
Mylène has borrowed more than one of Ivan's sweaters just to hang out in on days she's worried she might be today's akuma, like today; whatever makes some people heroes, she hopes it chose people who love each other—or at least who became friends after becoming heroes: as awful as tonight's gone, Mylène hopes Ladybug and Chat Noir at least have the small comfort of borrowing clothes that say I care about you just by belonging to people who do.